In Too Deep

Skye's parents were killed and she was put into foster care at the age of 11.
Now at the age of 18, she's a legal adult with no where to go and no one to help her. So she turned to the club.
She's a stripper living a decent life. But what happens...

She looked around her, even bent over and looked at the floor. What the hell is she doing? Was she tryna see if I had more hoes in here?

"What the fuck you looking for?" I asked becoming irritated with her.

"Who the fuck you thought you was screaming at because it sho in the hell wasn't me. Now go ahead and fix yo shit before I knock yo fucking top off. And I'm talking with my fist cause best believe I don't need a gun to make me tough." She said, "Now, go ahead and leave my life. Because I don't want nobody who can't respect me enough to be faithful."

"I am faithful to you." Sort of. Starting today.

She threw my cut at me before storming over to me and pushing me. Her eyes were blurred by tears. How in the hell she go from going off to crying?

"Why did you do this to me? I thought you was really feelin' me! Then you go around and fuck some 2 cent whore who looks like a fucking train off of Thomas the Tank Engine & Friends!" Skye said tears rolling down her cheeks.

I grabbed her face and made her look up at me. She smacked my hands off of her face before swinging on me. I ducked and she missed hitting the file cabinet behind me.

"Fuuuuuuck!" She screamed in pain.

I cautiously stepped closer once I was sure she was done swinging. Her hand was bruised but nothing too bad.

"Don't touch me. I tried to give you another chance and this is what you do huh?" Skye asked walking out of my office. "You break my heart."

I looked at the door, willing her to come back. But she wasn't. She would probably quit her job to sever all ties with me.

But I really did want her. I couldn't let her get away from me that fucking quickly. All because of Ruby.

This was all Ruby fault.

I walked back into the dressing, calmly before I spotted Ruby changing and laughing with Fire.

I grabbed Ruby by her red ass hair and smashed her face into the mirror she was standing in front of. It shattered and I watched the broken glass rain down on the floor. Everyone was deadly silent.

Rio was there, confused looking. She looked like she wanted to join and beat Ruby ass too before checking her phone. Then she glared at me. I pulled her head back and smashed it into the vanity. Ruby fell backwards and blood spew from her nose and busted lips. Her eyes were wide with fear as I stood over her. "Bitch, you're fired."

The fear found in her wide eyes turned to rage. "I'm fired because you wanted to fuck me? Who came onto me first? You did! You said if I ever wanted some more to come see you. And you fucked Diamonds and Amethyst too. And you fired them. Is this your way of trying to cover you tracks because of your poor excuse of a girlfriend? That bitch wouldn't even let you fuck. She swore she was so much better than us but she was a stripper just like us. She was a stuck up ass hoe!"

Rio smacked her lips and walked over to Ruby. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't knock you the fuck out."

"Because you a scary ass bitch." Ruby spat back hatefully.

Everyone was silent. Everyone knew Rio didn't play games. She was pretty but she'd get down and dirty within a second.

Rio grabbed her hair and threw Ruby down to the floor. She punched her already bloodied face, screaming "bitch" with every punch. She drug her by her hair across the room to the vanity I had smashed her face on already and smashed it again and again until Ruby stopped screaming.

"Bitch don't ever have my best friend name in yo fucking mouth again. You fucking understand?" Rio said spitting onto the girls face.

True to her word, Ruby was out cold. None of the girls said a word when Rio walked up to me and punched me in the face. "And you ain't shit. That was for Skye since she fucked up her hand tryna hit yo ass."

"Give me one reason why I shouldn't fire you." I spat the blood towards her feet and touched my bloody lip, playing her game.

"Because me and Skye make the most money in the club and if I walk, she walks, and so do all of our regulars." She said, pulling on her jeans and tennis shoes.

I watched her go, angry that she was right. Angry that I got caught up. Angry that Skye had left me. Just Angry with the world.